The Old Gods Are Whispering

  Chapter 342 The Source of Tragedy

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  Gu Jianlin pierced through the lower abdomen of the last experimental subject with a backhand knife, and said out of breath: "Instead of pretending to be stupid here, why not share the information first, otherwise everyone will confess here."

He drew his knife indifferently, shook off the blood on the blade, and took a few steps back: "This is Yingzhou, our base camp, how could there be such a thing here? Ying Group is not much better. The enemy created these monsters right under our noses."

  The current situation is a bit tricky, he immediately rushed out of the morgue and closed all the doors of the safe passage.

   Then he pulled several chairs, stood them up at a slant, and blocked the door.

   I don't know if it works, but I have to try it first.

  Su Youxia silently turned her head to look at the white-haired boy aside, and asked calmly, "Baqi Society?"

   "The people of Yingzhou don't have this ability, right? But it's not sure, what if some **** happens."

  The military division scratched his head and sighed.

   "Don't play dumb."

  Su Youxia said in a cold voice: "You misled all the Twilight candidates, including the representatives of the six major families, just to take the initiative to send them over to make people shut up and beat dogs? You must know something."

"First of all, the term "closing the door and beating the dog" is not very appropriate. The three of us are on the same boat now. If I were a dog, what are you two? Second, I do know where Miyamoto Kojiro's body is, because I Some kind of spice was smeared on his body in advance, and I came here by smelling it."

The military adviser explained helplessly: "I pursue the elite education of the king. Most of the dusk candidates are candidates for the rest of their lives. Only a few talented people can find some clues. According to my presupposition, you should It should be two days later to find this place, and I have already found out everything by then."

"After all, I am an examiner. If I don't even know the answers to the exam, how can I evaluate young people? Besides, who in this world would expect young people to do things well? In the end, it will not be handed over to us old people, you guys My main task is to help with chores, just exercise myself."

   Having said that, his tone weakened: "I just didn't expect..."

   "I didn't expect that I would be planted here, right?"

  Su Youxia said in a cold voice.

   "People stumble, horses stumble."

  The military commander looked around, looked at the corpses in the morgue, and dripping blood, and said with emotion: "Actually, compared to the Baqi Society, I am more inclined to believe... Jiang Chunyang did it behind my back."

   It was such a light sentence, but it exploded like thunder.

   "You mean Jiang Chunyang is a member of the Priory?"

  Su Youxia squinted her beautiful eyes, and subconsciously clenched her double-barreled shotgun.

   "I didn't say that, the truth that is too easy to guess may not be correct."

The military adviser shrugged: "Jiang Chunyang is the most powerful person in the dark world, and he is the most capable of doing all this, so of course I have reason to doubt him. Actually, what I mean is that Jiang Chunyang does know about this project, but he may not know his own. This project has been infiltrated by people from the Priory."

   As we all know, the Ether Association cooperates with the ancient gods.

   In a sense, the Bai Ze clan is the behind-the-scenes shareholder of this behemoth.

  Similarly, Youying Group has always been catching up with its footsteps, so it sought the help of the Candle Dragon Clan.

   Therefore, such an experiment was born.

"We all know that Venerable Candle Dragon has never visited Mount Buzhou since the First Battle of the East China Sea 2,500 years ago, nor has he given any orders to his clan until he ascended to immortality. For more than two thousand years, the real ruler of Mount Buzhou is actually the ancestor of the Canglong, the cyan dragon."

The military master lowered his head, glanced at the corpses on the ground, and explained: "The ancestor of the Canglong chose us and was willing to give us the ancient and great ancient **** genes. Therefore, we selected young people who are good enough to become the ancient gods. Container, so as to obtain more powerful force."

   "The world of order has false ancestors, and we must have them too."

He poked at the horrible wound on the lower abdomen of the corpse with a dagger, and couldn't help saying: "But the problem is that our plan has not been successful. Because our experimental subjects are not good enough, or they are not sick enough. Frieda We don't have a single patient with schizophrenia."

  Su Youxia's eyes became even colder, because this is indeed a very strange thing.

  Because of patients with Frieda schizophrenia, almost all of them gather in the world of order.

  People in the dark world have been looking for many years, but they can't find even one.

  If this is a disease, then where does its inducement come from, what is the pathology, and whether it will be inherited.

  Everything is unknown, too mysterious.

  But what can be determined at present is that only people suffering from this disease can carry the genes of the ancient gods.

  The more serious the condition, the more precious it is.

  Currently, the most ill person in the world is Her Royal Highness Princess of Order World!

   "Now, this mystery has finally been solved."

  The military adviser looked at the cut on the forehead of the corpse, and shrugged: "Am I right? There is Miss Xia."

  Su Youxia was silent for a moment, then said softly: "Does the young miss also have this incision on her forehead?"

  In the weird silence, they all knew it well.

Snapped.

  Gu Jianlin stopped at the elevator door, his eyes were as deep as an ancient well.

   The conversation just now, the two of them didn't deliberately conceal it, so it fell into his ears without saying a word.

  The conclusion of the final analysis is simple, yet creepy.

  Because of Frieda schizophrenia, it may not be a disease!

   but artificial.

   "Xing Ye, what do you think?"

  The military division looked up at the boy.

  Su Youxia's eyes also became darker. You must know that this is Mr. Three of the Ether Association, an extremely rare person with extraordinary talent for profiling, and his judgment is undoubtedly crucial.

  Gu Jianlin was silent for a moment.

"Since only patients with Frida's schizophrenia can carry the genes of the ancient gods, then the people here have one thing in common, that is, they have extremely fine incisions on their foreheads. These people have all undergone surgery, then An operation turned them into patients of this strange disease."

He strode back to the morgue and looked down at the corpse: "Before that, they should all be healthy. It's not so much a disease, it's more like a kind of experiment, a special kind of disease. Vital signs. That surgery transformed these people, but it couldn’t perfectly reproduce the vital signs on them.”

   "So these people are not false ancestors, but have become containers of the ancient gods, **** petri dishes."

He whispered: "I don't know if this is intentional or the result of an experimental error. In short, Frieda's schizophrenia is not that simple. How can there be a kind of disease in this world that just allows humans to carry the ancient god's gene?" What about the disease? I am more inclined that this disease itself is an experiment. Of course, it is not ruled out that someone accidentally discovered this special disease and replicated it to other people frantically."

   "Well, that makes sense."

  Su Youxia had no choice but to admire the thoughtfulness of this young man.

  In less than a minute, a clear context has been sorted out.

   Clap clap!

  The military division couldn't help applauding, and praised loudly: "Good! The analysis is very good. It turns out that we also have such talents in the dark world, and they are no worse than that third gentleman!"

  Gu Jianlin took a deep look at this guy, and the fear in his heart grew stronger.

   It's just that he doesn't care now, whether this old Yinbi has given him an insight into his identity.

  He has more important things to confirm.

  He hesitated for a moment, hid his right hand in his pocket, and took out his mobile phone from the Qilin Wedge.

   That was the new mobile phone Captain Lu bought for him. After the Heiyun Walled City incident, he has been using it until now.

  Back then, Tang Ling took a group photo with him in the palace of the Sea of ​​Eternal Life.

   That was their only group photo.

  Afterwards, Tang Ling sent this photo to his mobile phone.

  Gu Jianlin turned around to the corner and called up the photo.

  In the photo, the black-haired boy and the white-haired girl are next to each other like a couple. Their faces are illuminated by the warm bonfire, and behind them is the dark and simple palace. The boy's face was expressionless, while the girl's forehead was fluttering, looking cold and stunning.

   Zoom in, zoom in again.

   Just these two simple movements almost exhausted all his strength.

   This photo was taken very clearly, and the girl's forehead could be seen clearly only by zooming in twice, but at this moment, the severe chill hit the back of the head from the spine, almost freezing the blood in his whole body.

  Because Tang Ling also had this scar on her forehead.

  Extremely subtle, even negligible.

  This is the problem, the priest's holy light can easily heal trauma.

   Even scars will not be left.

  Therefore, no matter how fierce the extraordinary battle is, no one will be covered in scars unless they can be preserved.

Gu Jianlin had a skin-to-skin relationship with that white-haired girl in a dream, and he was very familiar with that naked, snow-white body, because he had seen and touched it many times, and it left him with a very special impression. deep impression.

  Especially her skin is as white as jade, without any scars.

  A clean freak like Tang Ling would not allow herself to have scars.

  In that case, why did she have such a tiny scar on her forehead.

  Nine times out of ten, it is because it cannot be removed.

  It’s like these experimental subjects, why doesn’t the mastermind behind the scenes erase this characteristic?

   It's not that I don't want to, but that I have no choice.

  You can use a bigger trauma to cover up this scar, or use something to cover it up.

  But no matter what you do, you are deceiving your ears and stealing the bell, which is more eye-catching.

   "Not a congenital disease."

Gu Jianlin took half a step back and murmured softly in his heart: "This is man-made, who experimented on her? The Ether Association did not treat her as an experimental subject. The reason why the president sent them to Tianyan Pavilion was because Save them. Tang Zijing left me the coordinates before his death, maybe he wanted to tell me this matter and more truths."

  The pain Tang Ling endured.

   And those joys and sorrows.

   There is a reason.

   She didn't even know about it.

  The mystery in the Sea of ​​Eternal Life was finally found on Yingzhou Island.

  With a snap, the lights on the thirty-second floor suddenly illuminated the darkness.

  The circuit was switched on, and the huge projection screen lit up.

  Su Youxia raised the muzzle of the gun vigilantly, and said in a low voice: "Be careful, someone is watching us."

   "Heh, it should be the person who awakened the experimental subjects?"

  The military division rubbed his hands: "I'm quite looking forward to it."

  Gu Jianlin had already heard the sound of numb and stiff footsteps in the safe passage.

  He looked up at the projection screen, his eyes seemed to be filled with hot lava.

  He was looking forward to who he would see next.

  【Recommendation ticket】

  【Monthly Pass】

  (end of this chapter)